Invisible Illness

Just because I look fine

doesn't mean that I'm not sick

and annoying as it seems, if I whine;

in pain; I can't be perfect

And though it's still hidden from your eyes

the clock does slowly tick

this is not a trick, it's real

I'm trying to remain stoic

I feel alone and powerless

in an invisible, systemic illness

I'm trying to remain positive

looking for hope, amongst an abyss

It's inhumane that accessibility

to cures, only comes if your rich

though knowing the truth makes it tough

the burning anger, I must resist

for it's nothing but poisonous …

And there's a way out

not the way I've, at times, thought about

but one where I'm here, on earth

living my life

in the arms of acceptance

And I don't mean to give up

allowing degeneration and pills

I mean to stand up

and do what I can

Living lifestyle changes

best for me;

to do what I love

until I am free...

January 5th, 2012

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